Replay (A Neymar Fanfiction)

Epilogue

I walked through the gloomy streets of Barcelona.

My life was a complete mess. I quit my hostess job and move back here. I got a job at a local cafe and have been living with the financial crisis since then. The memories that were made in São Paulo were too much for me to handle.

The world was so lonely all the time now. It didn't feel welcoming and warm and alright. It wasn't safe.

Camp Nou was close by. I had to get there soon.

I didn't want to go but I had to.

It had been fifteen years since Neymar died.

And every single day I regretted leaving him.

He was right.

It was all my fault.

My hands were shaking uncontrollably as I put on my woollen gloves to fight off the cold.

I wrapped his Brazil scarf around my neck and his smell was still there. After all this time.

The doors to the stadium were wide open and sad souls were already making their way to their seats.

I hadn't seen any of his family since I left Rio fifteen years ago.

I wasn't ready.

I found my seat, on the edge of the field and saw a tall young man, his back facing me. He had brown, styled hair and tanned skin. He wore a SnapBack and jeans.

Was it him?

It looked so much like him.

Meu Deus.

I walked swiftly up to the boy and he turned around.

I came face to face with a boy. He looked like him. My heart skipped a beat. It was...

"Ney-" Then I realised something.

This boy had deep, brown eyes. And lighter skin.

"Davi." I whispered.

He had grown up to become so much like his father.

Tears spilled over my cheeks.

"Cara?" A voice said from behind him. It was Carolina.

"Carol." I gave her a tight hug. I motioned to Davi.

She gave me a tight smile. "I know, I know. Just like his father."

"Almost exactly like him." I said.

She had grown so much older. She had wrinkles when she smiled.

Then I turned back to Davi and gave him a proper hello.

"Everything could've been so different by now." Carol told me. I nodded my head, thinking the same thing and wondering what would've been different.

And then the ceremony began.

And everyone, every single being in the stadium, stood to remember and commemorate their hero.

∞ tudo passa ∞

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"When someone you love becomes a memory, the memory becomes a treasure."

~Unknown

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Author's Final Note:

Hello my lovely readers. Sadly, my books finally come to an end over the course of a few months.

I enjoyed spilling my idea on pages and updating and reading all your encouraging comments.

Thank you. I mean THANK YOU to every single one of you for reading this.

I'm so sorry I made Neymar pass away :( I feel bad now but I had planned this for ages.

But DW he's not dead in real life so it's all good. And I kinda had to rush to the ending because I knew many people were waiting and I don't have much time to upload anymore because of school and studying and etc.

Question: Would you like me to write a pre-quel? About what really happened between Cara and Neymar during their teenage years? Trust me the drama will be heightening. Haha. I've planned that all as well.

But for now please read my new story : A Thousand Days ((based on a true story I heard about))

Once more; I love you guys so much! Thank you for everything again Xx